Best kicker in land Sean O'Shea didn't have a wide ball in All-Ireland final
There would have been no justice in the world if Dean Rock had slotted that last gasp free-kick.
Sean O'Shea just did not deserve to go out that way.
True, it was the Kenmare Shamrock who committed a tired, clumsy foul on Paddy Small to give Rock a shot at glory. But that little lapse was an outlier in an otherwise outstanding performance where O'Shea dictated the game and acted as the springboard for so many threatening Kerry attacks.
The man's GPS numbers must be off the charts. His use of possession close to perfection.
As for the foul? A closer look tells the real story. Tells exactly what Sean O'Shea is made of.
Because he shouldn't really have been there in the first place. Just two minutes beforehand he looked a beaten docket laid out on the Croke Park turf. Having picked up his fourth possession in injury-time alone, O'Shea played another energetic one-two as he led Kerry's charge for a winner.
How the man was still going with such pace and with such regularity was a mystery to every onlooker in the country. O'Shea doesn't stop.
But Dublin were ravenous at this stage. They smothered and Kerry's 11 was dispossessed. On the ground he looked finished. Kerry's physios raced in as the game went on.
He doesn't stay down for long though.
Within a few seconds, he's back to his feet. Looking groggy, feeling it too. He takes a few steps but the ground isn't being covered with the flow or grace we're used to. But it's still being covered.
His legs jelly but it would take more than that to stop him. And so with Dublin hunting and probing, O'Shea was back as part of the screen within a minute. Ready to chase, ready to sacrifice, ready to answer Kerry's call.
When Paddy Small took it around there was always going to be trouble. If he wasn't there, it would have been double. Sprinting was an impossibility and O'Shea's tackle was poor.
But you'd have to think the Gods of football had their say at this stage. The free was too far out for Rock and O'Shea breathed a sigh of relief. He did not deserve to go out that way.
We took a closer look at O'Shea's performance for the ages on Sunday and it resembled something similar to Noel McGrath's in the All-Ireland senior hurling final. A space invader, a constant mover. The ball just seems to follow him around the place.
By the end of it, he'd been on the ball an unbelievable 23 times. Treating it like he loved it on each and every occasion. Either with a driving run to protect it or an incisive hand-pass to preserve, every Kerry move either starts with him or goes through him.
His shooting was just as economical out there as the below graph shows. O'Shea took 11 shots at goal on Sunday and ten of them sailed over the bar. One dropped short but it still caused panic stations in the Dublin back-line as Cluxton punched it to safety.
Meanwhile, his 23 possessions is something unprecedented in an All-Ireland final. His willingness and his fitness to stay going are out on their own.
How can you mark a man who never stops?